Kunci: Bb major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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with no place on this earth
One for every aimless graduate
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with nothing else to show for it belongs
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An d those of us who make our mark
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use someone else's blood
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Our western stain won't wash away,
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it won't vanish in the flood
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It sits deeper through each hurricane
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and tidal wave war
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Oh oh oh
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We want everything we see
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and once it's gone we just want more
Atlas had those shoulders,
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Jamesons and Blow
To bind us in a bubble
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and keep the newsprint nightmare
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distant and remote
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But when we waken guillotines
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and pitch our screaming fits
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When the governor strikes up the band
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and gags our parted lips
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When the worst case shows up dressed and dazzling,
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ready for the ball
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Boy, that bubble's bound to burst
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and what a tragic way to fall
The tabloids tell us, hate the rat
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Who strikes those subways closed
Forget those 50 hour tunnel weeks
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Inhaling steel dust poison
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Well if you don't deserve a pension
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That makes family feel secure
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If we're now so disconnected
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It's our reflections we ignore
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And if our constant choice
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The writing on the wall
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Oh, oh, oh
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Then I'm sad to say we're lost
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And I'm embarrassed for us all
So most days I can't put to rest
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The burning city smoking in my mind
And I play and pretend the principles
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Are nothing more than act
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ors running lines
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And I stumble through a movie set
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Where torture victims laugh
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At embedded journalists
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While they entertain a mob
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of heads of state and CEOs
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A staggered past anarchist extras
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through saloon doors painted gold
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So I turn and I see Uncle Sam
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All tied up, wardrobe ready for a shoot
So I walk right up and talk to him
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I tell him that I'm scared
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While they test the cameras out
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and get the lighting right
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While catering fills coffee cups
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and carves up apple pie
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And while the stylists trim his beard
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and straighten those pals
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Oh -oh -oh, I ask his empires
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what made him drive us straight to hell
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And as my daydream ends,
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a shocked and shattered shell
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But there's nev er any answer
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from my starving tongue to tell
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Oh -o h -oh,
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cause the director's shouting action
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But I'm sad it's just as well
Outro 1
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